Lina’s POV
It had been two weeks since I’d been trapped in this hellhole. Carlino was barely ever home. According to the staff, he was either at the hotel, company, his business site or out of the country. Same routine. Same absence. Bella was the only reason I hadn’t lost my mind yet.
Still, every now and then, that stupid title — the Don’s woman… the Mafia Queen — wrapped around my throat like invisible rope. The maids whispered when I passed. Some of the guards didn’t even bother lowering their voices.
“Just another w***e acting expensive.”
I stopped reacting after the first few days.
What was the point?
Hunger was the only thing that made me leave my room. And today, the hunger finally forced me out of bed. If I was going to survive this cage, I needed strength — even if it ca
